Identity Crisis

The fight is up ahead and I feel you getting closer, approaching from behind.

I constantly run and run, crashing into hurdles as I get nearer to my destiny.

You can't destroy me that easily, you stand there glaring at me but I stand strong in mind.

I see what I want, and I fight to get it. You constantly testing my dedication and stability.

My fight gets harder as the days journey prolongs. And I see the rugged trials in advance.

I debate on whether to continue, knowing that they will get to my increasing motivation,

But I walk on without hesitation grabbing my weapon ready to show no resistance,

destroying the doubt and frustration that come my way. The crippling fear is sinking in,

trying to eat away my disposition and natural drive to persist. But I must continue.

They beat me down, so I try again. I will not except defeat. The second time, They destroy.

I try a third time, I am shoved into a field full of razor grass, left to find my way around.

The desire to quit is creeping in, the fatigue is stronger than ever and it starts to overtake me.

But I quickly force it away and persist. I will not let the fear of failure bring me down.

Everyone around me is telling me to quit, but I shoot them all in the head and move on.

I see the big picture from a distance, the beautiful painting of what my life could be.

So I fight to get there, the trails are larger than life at this time and I don't feel as strong.

They attack from all directions and enlarging every visible source of controversy.

What are you trying to do to me? You think you think you can beat me down, but your wrong!

You can throw all the flames and toils as you want, but that will never stop me!